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“Hm. Figures, my first day on the team and I almost kill a minor.” Wilbur shook his head. “Nice to meet you Leion. Too bad you’re an Omega, we could’ve been friends,” he laughed and clapped the Omega on the back. Just as he did this, he saw his racing buddy get hit in the shoulder with the girl’s fast projectile. He smiled, satisfied, and watched Eli as he came toward them.

“I’m not doing too bad, considering I just lost a race and everything.” Wilbur didn’t pay much attention to Eli as he collected the metal from the ground, wondering where it came from. “Uh…yeah, yeah. Definitely. I wonder if the academy has a really big track on grounds, or maybe we could just race across the Atlantic if that board of yours can take it.” Wilbur grinned, knowing that if the race were over water, he would easily win.

It seemed that their impromptu race had suddenly made Wilbur and Eli the topic of everyone at the beach’s conversation. Well, Eli was getting more of the attention because he’d sprayed some of the most important people there, but that was not exactly the kind of attention Wilbur sought after. A red head, the one who landed that nice shot on Eli, came stalking up to the boys. Wilbur shrunk into the background so as not to make any sort of contact. She looked like a lady on a mission and who was Wilbur to disturb her from it. He wasn’t sure how he felt about being addressed as ‘fresh meat’. Sure, Wilbur was part of the race, and he was new, but he wasn’t exactly the one to cover the two group leaders with sand. He stepped a little more behind Leion and Eli, hoping to get far enough away so as to not be noticed anymore. He might say hello later, but he was going to let Eli take this one all on his own.

Alpha - Irresponsibility, Can I make it up?

Eli laughed at Wilbur's statement about over the Atlantic.

"It's too choppy, besides, with the drawbacks to my abilities, I'd rather be close to the Academy in case I went into convulsions." He said trailing off and looking away, "I have a bad tendency to push myself, weather it's with my abilities or not, and end up getting hurt somehow."

As he finished explaining this, Kerrigan walked up to the three. He turned to face her as she verbally ripped him a new one. "Damn, she found me," He thought to himself, "Was it the tattoo?" He asked himself. After all, it was a fairly large tattoo of a grim reaper that covered a large portion of his back and the wing and scythe wrapped along the shoulders to the triceps. Fairly large and noticeable.

As he continued to hear her go on, she finally got to the part where it put Bella in a tough position. Eli never thought about it. He hadn't really been apart of any team. Nor did he ever think of the repercussions of his actions now that he was apart of one.

He looked to the sand and started digging a hole in the ground with his big toe.

"I'm sorry, my actions were immature and probably anything I say from this point to you would seem an excuse, in which I have none. All I have to offer is my apologies." He said as the hole he dug slowly grew. As his apology finished, a newcomer (Jack) approached the group and commented on his actions.

"Yes, I get it, they're the top notch 10's that must be bowed to, I get it. Will I submit? Who knows." He said coldly. "It's Eli by the way, not 'fresh meat'."

He sighed silently, playing it off as a stretch. "I don't know about you guys and how often you've been here. But when nightfall hits, Catalina isn't that fun. You guys up for heading over to the Mainland? I used to live in Huntington Beach, I can show you guys some nice spots." He offered to all who were in ear shot. He figured, he could attempt to make amends with the Red head, and possibly make friends with Wilbur, Jack, Hoshi, and Leion. After all, Eli wasn't one for being social, he was either catching up on the latest developments in science, trying to invent things, his studies, or doing something to get his adrenaline rushing. Not a lifestyle that was very sociable.

To someone who was already on edge, catching Sophia's gaze aimed at the water she was sipping wasn't that hard. She could tell she was making the girl a little uncomfortable. It was almost ironic that she remembered thinking the people that didn't eat out when they went out with their friends were...too concerned and now she just couldn't without making herself seem like she had an eating disorder. Wait, scratch that, she had one. It just wasn't her fault. There were just some moments when she wanted to slap whoever in the universe thought it would be funny to give her this power reprocussion.

Shandra spoke quietly towards Sophia. "Why don't you order something? I mean you came here to eat right? I'm pretty sure whoever you're waiting on to order will forgive you for starting if you're hungry."

She was just happy that she had gobbled down fruit not too long before this. Otherwise the tantalizing smell from the area would have been more torture than it already was. The water and lemon was save...usually it took a lot of water for her body to register that there were chemicals that were not H20 added in there.

Shandra smiled lightly as Christian admitted to being surprised over eating a mollusk. If he had honestly wanted something more...western American, it probably would have been easy to get. It just kind of showed how much he just wanted to settle...to go with the flow. Sipping on her water, Shandra lifted her lemon wedge off of the glass. She put it into the water and stuck a straw straight through the thing till she was sipping lemon tinted water.

The waitress went by again, bringing her a fresh glass and lemon wedge. Shandra smiled and nodded, waiting for Antonio to give his customary reaction...but it hadn't come before the girl walked off. So strange...something really must have gotten his goat. It was like all the air had been let out of his balloon.

Once again, she really felt like she had to snap him back to being that upbeat person he was supposed to be. Never mind that she used to wish he'd just keep to himself more...this new version was just creepy.

As Christian finished his attempt at starting a conversation, the red head shifted inn her seat. Bringing up the past made her want to dodge the conversation, her past was not something she liked to repeat...it made her remember and think about more things than she wanted to.

"So you're used to the rain then?" Shandra questioned lightly, looking up from him over her glass, almost in a playful manner. "How is the California sun treating you?"

Never mind that it was fall...and the real brunt of the sun was over for the year.

It was still enough for her to want to get something to swim in so she could dive into the water and feel it all around her. She missed swimming...stupid stitches. So glad they were gone. Almost to the point that she'd forgotten her real reason for prolonging being seen...she wondered if the tailers had actually given up yet.

"Oh, drat I guess we should just get right to punching each other and using our powers to prank the other randomly then." Leion said jokingly cracking his knuckles after Wilbur clapped him on the back.

It was then that the original perpetrator came slinking over as if he was avoiding someone, oh wait of course he was. And there she came, Shandra ducking through the crowd to 'attack' from behind them.

"Yo Shandra, nice shot" Leion smirked with a thumbs up referencing her throwing of the glass ball as she walked up. After her little speech Leion spoke up again, "Yeah, you don't want to be on her bad side, you'll get burned; quite literally in fact." It wasn't just the fact that he was an Omega, he wouldn't want to mess with Narcissa even if he was a fully trained X-man with a heat resistant suit.

And then the other Alpha apologized, and he sounded serious, that was unexpected usually the apologies are sarcastic and poorly hidden. And now he was offering to show them around the Mainland well that seemed like a good opportunity~ as he was about to agree to go Bella walked over to the group and reminded him about the bonfire. "Oh yeah, the bonfire, attendance is mandatory for Omegas. But I'm all up for heading out tomorrow! That, and s'mores sound pretty good right now." he added the last part sheepishly, his love for sugary foods would of course chose s'mores over tourism any day.

Alpha: Ordering Dinner

Sophia ate easily, smiling to herself at the shock Christian had at actually enjoying something that came from under the water. She did take Shandra’s advice though and eventually ordered, hopefully prompting the others to follow—Well those who were going to order anyway. She choose some chicken based dish with an apricot glaze and steamed broccoli…Nothing on the menu looked at all simple, but at least this was something she could easily identify.

While sitting with the others, she had an odd feeling nostalgia... Some things had happened over the past few months that she couldn't easily forget. Between making friends... Complicated friendships... Things that she really didn't understand... She felt a small note of confusion for. It wasn't enough to dampen her mood...But enough to make her reflect...

She was quiet as Christian spoke, letting Shandra take the conversation next—Though curiously she only answered his question with more questions. “Ah’m from the French Quarter…”, Sophia offered up for Antonio and Shandra just incase they didn’t know.

“My mother owns an ex-plantation house in the bayou…It was surrounded by mostly swamp…”, she made a face, her finger curling absently in the ends of her hair, her expression changing and softening into fondness. “But it was home…”

“Ah always start thinking ah’m losing my mind when ah start calling the Academy home…”, she went on… Sophia hated any uncomfortable silence, though she really should be used to it—As shy as she could be sometimes. But they weren’t fighting, they weren’t at school—They were having fun. And that was something Sophie knew well how to do.

“Would you boys terribly mind if we stopped by a few stores after this?”, Sophia questioned hopefully, her grey eyes bright, alight with happiness and the ease of feeling safe and in good company. She had no knowledge of the unsavory characters that had been following Shandra earlier. In a place this beautiful, she didn’t think there were people that would act untoward… All part of her inherent naïveté. “I do want to try and get a few things…Maybe a few nice outfits.”

“Did you forget something at home?”, she asked Shandra a moment later as the waitress came back and brought her another tea, and someone else cleared away the plates from their appetizer. Apparently dinner would be out shortly.

Omega - Being Observed


Christian smirked when Shandra mentioned the fact that where he grew up was known as the rain capitol of the United States. “Love the rain, but I truly enjoy the winters more,” he said as he finished up what was on his plate. “The sun isn’t horrible. Kind of refreshin’, if anythin’.” When he finished speaking, he took a drink from his glass of water to wash the remnants of whatever he had just ate down.

When the order was taken, Christian didn’t want to upset his stomach and chose to eat another seafood dish, this time something he had tried before; salmon. While sitting there, waiting for his entrée, he listened to Sophia speak up. He offered a smile of reassurance when she spoke up about quote, unquote losing her mind. He knew pretty much what she meant by that, himself having lived in one place for his whole life before it grew to be askew by the onset of his particular mutation.

“It is what it is, right?,” he asked the group, before Sofie continued speaking. “For all intents and purposes… the Academy is our home anymore.” Just saying that made him feel more at ease about being away from his hometown. He hadn’t been away for more than two years, and the more time spent away from his family, the more he realized what had happened was for the best. If he wouldn’t have been found out, he was quite assured that his family would be constantly pressured by outside influences. Influences he knew would probably be because of him and his mutation. In some way, that was the only thing he truly cared about; keeping his family safe.

He sighed softly to himself while thinking about his family, realizing he really hadn’t spoken to any of them in a long time. That was something he was going to rectify whenever it was they got back to New York. Christian’s thoughts were taken back by a random question that Sophia threw out there. “Ain’t got a problem with that,” he said, noting the change in her expression. “Still gotta look for somethin’ myself.”

The conversation continued for a few moments before Christian stood from the table and excused himself briefly. When he stood, he could feel a few sets of eyes on him. That feeling was definitely eerie, but one he was used to somewhat. There was never a time when he hunted when he was being watched by something in the wilderness. Cautiously, he wormed his way around the table before ducking inside momentarily.

A few moments passed and he was walking through the throngs of people back towards the patio towards where his friends sat. While heading back to where everyone was, he looked across the way and saw a group of rather unsavory characters looking their way…? Odd.., Christian thought to himself as he wormed his way again back around to his seat. He wouldn’t say a word though, he didn’t want anyone else to worry, besides, that wasn’t the point of being on this island. Being here was about relaxing and having a good time. That was something they had earned.

“Sorry ‘bout that,” Christian said as he took his seat again. “Did I miss anythin’ exciting?”

Omega: Going to Descanso Beach

Narcissa moved up the staircase smoothly and out of sight—Without a word to anyone around her. She didn’t expect Kerrigan to follow, or anyone else, nor did she need them to. Cissa had been trapped, for what felt like forever in darkness… Watching the herself do things, say things, feeling things that she couldn’t stop. She wasn’t about to start letting a few children start pulling her apart at the seams. She was sick of being the damaged Solaris… She wanted everything to be as it was.

Starting with the simple fact that the sun goddess needed no one. She had gotten too complacent… Too trusting. She snarled at herself in the mirror as she slammed her bedroom door shut… Letting Isabella Stone get to her like this, did not happen.

She was mad as hell… But not at the stupid Alpha’s. That anger had already cooled… She was furious with herself again. The bombshell blond stripped neatly and got into the shower, wanting to get all the sand off of herself and out of her hair. It took awhile, but after a time, she couldn’t feel the itchy little grains anymore on her scalp.

Once out of the shower she let light roll through her body, and the heat caused the water to evaporate on her skin and hair. She dressed methodically… One thing after the next. She rather loathed that they were on a beach. Not for any particular reason, other than that she couldn’t wear high heels…They only sank in the sand. So she had to make do with things like boots, and very styled Grecian flip flops.

For this particular outfit, she went with a pair of black boots that laced up her knees to knees, and a gold and black lace brocade corset over matching mini-skirt made of the same material. It seemed warm, for the weather, but Narcissa didn’t actually feel temperature as everyone else did. It either had to be extremely hot or extremely cold… Looking at herself in the mirror, her still short cropped hair settled easily about her face, some of the natural wave it had showing.

She re-applied the make up she usually wore, wearing the bare minimum. Thankfully she was pretty enough on her own that she didn’t need much. Her thoughts were a swirl of things…Of problems. She simply wanted to be herself. Wanted to be the woman that she was before this mess. Her eyes closed as she sat on the edge of bed… The soft wind blowing her curtains tousled her hair… Could she repair herself?

The answer came to her quickly, so easily that it surprised her.

Yes. She could—And she would.

She had to.

Her credit card, ID, and some cash tucked into a hidden pocket on her skirt, she left her room… There was about an hour of time until the bonfire over on the other beach. She’d read about it in the travel guide. Loud music, lots of people, it sounded like her kind of party. She used to love a good party…Now the thought of people being around her made her stomach churn. That would have to change. The mansion was on South Beach… The bonfire was at Descanso, where all the shopping area’s were.

Pressing her comm she signaled Kerrigan’s, speaking into her wrist, “I’m heading into town… See you at the fire.”